"Bang!"

The main gate of the Marquis' Mansion in Luyang Township was closed with a bang.

Looking at Niu Ji, two guards of Zheng Luo hung the thick door bolts, Zhao Yu was in a complicated mood.

Just now, although he only glanced at it, he clearly saw the woman with two children, the pleading expression on his face. At the same time, he also saw the child who was a few years old holding hands by the woman, clearly saw the horror and pleading on his face.

However, before the woman rushed to the gate of the mansion, Zhang Ying ordered the main door to be closed with a calm or cold look on his face.

"Bang."

"Bang bang."

Outside the mansion, there was an irregular sound of slapping the door. Zhao Yu knew that it must be the woman, because he heard the voice: "Please, please open the door, my son... The bitch has not been in for grains of rice these days and has no milk to feed his youngest son. He... The master in the door please show mercy, at least it can make the two children of the bitch live... The bitch is willing to let them be slaves and servants in the mansion, just want to let them live..."

The words are accompanied by the crying of babies and children.

“…”

Zhao Yu turned his head to look at Zhang Ying, and his lips moved slightly.

Zhang Ying obviously saw through Zhao Yu's thoughts, shook his head and said, "Mrs. The example is in front of me. As long as the mansion accommodates one person, it gives them a chance to live. In the future, there will be a continuous stream of people praying for shelter. If we do not accept them and cut off the vitality of these people again, these people will regard us as enemies... The second young master and his wife have a compassionate heart, but when used at this time, it may bring disaster to our village marquis' mansion."

At this time, the woman was still outside the mansion, begging desperately.

Suddenly, Zhao Yu felt someone gently grabbing his hand. He turned his head and found out that it was Jingnv.

The quiet girl's face turned pale at this moment, her face was full of fear, and she lowered her head and grabbed Zhao Yu's hand, as if she was trembling slightly.

"What's wrong? Fear?"

Zhao Yu gently rubbed the back of Jingnu's hand with the thumb of the hand that Jingnu was holding, and asked in confusion.

But what I got was Jingnv clenching tighter.

Obviously, she was afraid of something, and she was extremely scared.

Zhang Yingyi noticed Jingnu's fear, comforted her for a few words and saw that it was not effective, so she said to Zhao Yu: "Second Master, why don't you and Jingnu go back to the house to rest first?"

As he said that, he saw Zhao Yu wanting to speak and then stopped looking at the main door, and then said, "It's okay, as long as I ignore it, the woman will naturally give up..."

"Really?"

Zhao Yu glanced at Zhang Ying and did not believe the latter's words very much.

But then again, he really has no good idea.

Because the example of his mother, Zhou, was in front of him, although he could indeed order Zhang Ying to put the woman with two children into the mansion in the name of the second son, the consequences were very serious. In the future, there would be a continuous stream of refugees praying for the town marquis's house to be sheltered. If the town marquis's house did not accept them at that time, it would arouse the anger of the refugees and even make some aggressive actions that were unfavorable to the town marquis's house.

Unless the Marquis' Mansion in a foreign country has the ability to provide relief and shelter all refugees, the problem is that this matter cannot be done in the county town, let alone the Marquis' Mansion in a foreign country?

Nodded silently, Zhao Yu pulled Jingnu and left the main entrance.

At this moment, behind him, outside the main door, the woman was begging hard, and Zhao Yu felt quite uncomfortable.

After breathing a long sigh, Zhao Yu turned his attention to the Jingnv behind him: "What's wrong, Jingnv?"

To Zhao Yu's surprise, Jingnv, who had been obedient to him in the past, lowered his head and did not reply. He bent his neck slightly to see Jingnv, but saw that Jingnv's lower face was still pale and almost bloodless.

Seeing that there was no one around, Zhao Yu gently hugged Jingnv for the first time and asked in a gentle tone: "What's wrong, Jingnv?"

After Zhao Yu's two inquiries, Jingnu finally reacted. She still held Zhao Yu's left hand tightly, hugged Zhao Yu with the other hand, buried her head in Zhao Yu's shoulder, and said in a trembling tone: "I... I just suddenly thought that if my wife had not taken it in at that time, I and Ah Brother might have been rejected like those outside the mansion at this moment, and there would be nowhere to go..."

"How could it be? Don't think about it."

Zhao Yu gently patted Jingnv's back and comforted her silently.

After returning to his room, Zhao Yu saw that Jingnu was almost calm and deliberately teased her: "Jingnu, why don't you let go? My hands are almost unconscious."

Jingnv was shocked and realized that she was still holding Zhao Yu's left hand tightly and quickly let go.

Zhao Yu deliberately shook his left hand in front of Jingnu and teased her: "Jingnu, I can't tell that you are actually quite strong. It hurts to grab the ground..."

"Young Master."

Jingnu was embarrassed and embarrassed, biting her lip with a bit of embarrassment, her eyes filled with a bit of shame and annoyance: "If you make fun of me, I will... just..."

After thinking for a long time, she couldn't figure out how to "threat" Zhao Yu, and shut up in a depressed manner.

That cute look made Zhao Yu unable to help but rub her head a few times.

"Ah." The quiet girl screamed in a low voice, hugged her head and took two steps back. She did not dare to disobey Zhao Yu, so she had to beg pitifully: "Young Master, don't bully the slave..."

Seeing that the Jingnv had almost recovered, Zhao Yu laughed and lay down on the edge of the bed with his hands on his pillow.

At this moment, the woman with two children appeared in his mind again.

He knew that women and children like that were probably not the only ones among those refugee waves. At this moment, while he was having fun with the quiet girl, there might be many children who were similar to them who were suffering from hunger and cold, waiting for the final despair to come in fear and anxiety.

Zhao Yu did not think that he had a mission to come to this era, but today he saw those refugees, especially the helpless woman, and he couldn't help but think: Maybe I can do something?

Of course, what can he do with a ten-year-old child? What he wants to do, and in the final analysis, he still needs to get the support of his father, Luyang Township Hou.

On that day, Zhao Yu thought about it all day in his house, and until he had dinner in the evening, he took Jingniao to the northern house with him.

As always, under the deterrence of his father, Luyang Township Hou, the family quietly used up their supper.

When the Marquis of Luyang Township was about to leave, Zhao Yu suddenly said, "Dad, I want to ask you for some advice."

“…”

The Hou of Luyang Township, who was about to leave, was stunned when he heard this and turned to look at Zhou, but saw Zhou shook his head in surprise and told her husband that it was not her sign.

After looking up and down at Zhao Yu, Hou from Luyang Township asked calmly, "Can you finish a few words?"

"No." Zhao Yu shook his head.

"Come to my study."

"yes."

During the communication between the father and the son, Jingniao did not follow him tactfully. Only Zhao Yu followed the Hou in Luyang Township and walked towards the Hou in Luyang Township and backwards.

There was no communication along the way.

A moment later, the Marquis of Luyang Township led Zhao Yu to his study.

He ordered the servants who were cleaning in the study to offer a cup of tea. The Marquis of Luyang Township sat down behind the table. He saw him picking up a thick book on the table, and while flipping through it, he casually said, "Tell me."

It can be seen that the Marquis of Luyang Township did not care much about his son's so-called "asking for advice". Perhaps in his opinion, the youngest son Zhao Yu was too young, so there was no need to care too much.

Of course, out of respect for his son, the Marquis of Luyang Township did not directly refuse to communicate with his son.

If your son has nothing important to do, just deal with it casually. That's what he thought.

However, to his surprise, Zhao Yu said seriously: "Dad, I want to talk to you about the issue of refugees."

As soon as he heard the word "refugee", the Luyang Township Hou's eyes immediately turned the thick book on the desk to his son. He asked suspiciously: "What refugee? How could you know?"

Seeing this, Zhao Yu said truthfully: "It was my mother who said... This morning, the child told her that she wanted to learn riding and go to the surrounding areas and counties to watch and visit..."

The Hou of Luyang Township snorted lightly when he heard this, interrupted: "I only know all day long..."

Speaking of this, he suddenly realized that his son could not learn riding well. After all, he was planning to send his youngest son to the army stationed in the border in the future. If the youngest son learned riding in advance, it would be beneficial to his future.

Thinking of this, he coughed, swallowed the words he was about to scold and asked, "What did your mother say?"

Although Zhao Yu felt that the words of the Luyang Township Hou changed a little quickly, he did not look at them carefully. He replied, "My mother told the child that the area has been unstable recently and many refugees have flocked to our Luyang County. Then, the child went to the gate of the mansion and saw some refugees..."

"Have you seen it?" The Marquis of Luyang Township looked at his son a few times, and with a little bit of father's habitual contempt for his son, he said lightly: "And what? I think those refugees are pitiful and think that my Marquis' Mansion should give them food, or simply contain them?"

"No."

Zhao Yu shook his head and said, "That would only drag the marquis' mansion into the water... The child does not know how much money our family has, but he thinks he cannot afford to support thousands of refugees, let alone a steady stream of refugees pouring into our Luyang County at this moment. Once a precedent for distributing food or sheltering refugees will be set up, a steady stream of refugees will flow to our marquis' mansion. If the marquis' mansion cannot afford it, those refugees may not be able to repay their grudges in the face of despair."

“…”

The more I heard the Hou in Luyang Township, the more surprised he became.

Indeed, it was because he considered this that he did not distribute food to those refugees. Although at first, because he could not persuade Zhou, the Marquis's Mansion in a foreign country did distribute some food to the refugees, but later it turned out that he was right. Since then, Zhou, who has learned the lesson, has no longer interfered in this matter.

However, the youngest son was really surprised that he could see this level clearly at such a young age.

"Did you think it out yourself? Or did someone tell you?" he asked.

Zhao Yu replied after hearing this: "It was Zhang Ying, who was on duty at the door, who told the child."

"oh."

The Marquis of Luyang Township was relieved and asked calmly: "So, what do you want to express?"

Zhao Yu replied: "Dad, the child thinks that maybe a win-win solution can be used to solve the refugee problem...at least part of it can be solved."

The Marquis of Luyang Township stroked his short beard and looked at Zhao Yu: "Let's say it."

"I think so... I wonder what my Luyang County has been planning to build recently? If so, it would be better to hire those refugees to help with food. In this way, refugees can get food and avoid causing trouble, and our Luyang County can also get a batch of cheap labor..."

“…”

The Luyang Xianghou leaned back slightly on the back of the chair, placed his hands and fingers on the table, looking at the young son in front of him with surprise and suspicion.

You know, he was discussing the construction of a canal with the county magistrate of Luyang County...

The method proposed by the youngest son in front of him coincided with the method he came up with Liu Ying, the magistrate of Luyang County.
Chapter completed!